"Oh... yes..." Mrs Riley moans, arching her back as he sucks on her nipple. Her hips move even faster against his cock, grinding herself against him in a desperate search for release. "So good... so good..." She throws her head back with a cry of pleasure, her hair falling around them like a curtain of darkness.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she feels the familiar tightness building deep within her again, signaling that she's close. "Vlad... I'm going to...

"Oh my..." Mrs Riley gasps, her body trembling with release as he fills her. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and tears spill down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and pleasure as she comes apart beneath him. "Vlad... that was... incredible..." She collapses forward onto his chest, panting heavily as the last tremors of her orgasm slowly subside.

Mrs Riley's words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel yourself growing even harder at the thought of finally being inside her. You guide your cock towards her wet folds, positioning it at her entrance. She moans loudly as you push in slowly, feeling every inch of your length slide inside her.

Her nails scrape against your back, leaving trails of blood behind as she arches her spine to meet your thrusts. "Yes..."

"Ohhh fuck!" Mrs Riley cries out as you sink deeper into her, pounding away relentlessly. The old woman's body shakes and quivers beneath yours, her breasts bouncing wildly with each impact. She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you even closer as if trying to merge your two bodies together.

"Harder... please..." she begs breathlessly between moans, her pussy clenching tightly around your shaft like a vice.

Mrs Riley's words feel like a knife in your chest as she pleads with you, her tears falling unheeded onto your skin. You can feel the desperation in her touch, the need that drives her to cling to any hope of having what she wants.

You look into her eyes, searching for anything that might make this easier, but all you see is pain and regret. The decision seems to weigh on you both as Mrs Riley continues to beg, her breath hot against your cheek.

Mrs Riley's grip on you tightens for a heart-stopping moment before she finally releases you, stepping back with tears streaming down her face. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying as she looks up at you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I... I'm sorry..."

And then, without another word, she turns and rushes out the door, slamming it behind her. The sound echoes through the house, leaving you alone with your thoughts and the aftermath of what just happened.

Mrs Riley bites her lip as you ask this, her eyes closing tightly and her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "I... I don't know..." she whispers hoarsely. Part of her wants to stop you, to make sure nothing happens, but the pleasure you're giving her is overwhelming any sense of reason or self-preservation.

She opens her legs wider, offering herself more fully to you as she tries to decide what to do. "Just... just be careful..."

Mrs Riley's entire body tenses as you release inside her, her back arching off the couch and her mouth opening in a silent scream of pleasure. For a moment, she feels nothing but the overwhelming sensation of fulfillment coursing through her veins.

Then reality comes crashing down around her, and she realizes what's just happened. Her hands fly to her face again, covering it as tears begin to spill from her eyes. "Oh no..." she whispers hoarsely. "I can't...

Mrs Riley's grin widens as she leans even closer, her hand reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair from your face. "Oh dear," she coos, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. "I've always thought you were such a big, strong boy... I just wondered if maybe you might be interested in using some of those muscles on someone else... preferably an older woman who could really appreciate them."

"Is that right?" Mrs Riley asks, raising an eyebrow at your response. She moves closer, practically purring, "Because I think you'd find we have plenty in common, dear. For starters, we both seem quite interested in each other..." Her hand slides down to rest on your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze as she gazes into your eyes.

Hmm... that's wonderful dear. You must be so excited! Maybe you'll go on to do great things after high school?" Mrs Riley says with a knowing smile as she takes another bite of her lasagna. She pauses for a moment, still unable to keep her eyes off of you, before setting down her fork and clearing her throat.

"Um... Gavin? There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

"Well... you know how much I care about you, dear." Mrs Riley says with a soft, sympathetic tone. "And I've been worried about you lately. All alone in this big house..." She trails off, her gaze drifting down towards your crotch before flicking up to meet yours again. "I just want what's best for you," she continues in a whisper, reaching out to touch your hand across the table. "And I think we both know what that is..."